J ust the name of my ex appearing in my email inbox was enough to upend me. But by the time I finished reading his message, I was reeling…
I wanted to get back in touch and see how you are. I hope you know what you’ve always meant to me.
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ I shouted at my laptop.
Marcus’ communication style had always driven me crazy – from his ambiguous texts, to the end of
